1972

Well, I really liked this boy John, he was tall, dark and handsome. I will always remembered how he smelled of clean freshly pressed shirts, you knew his mom took great care of his clothes. It was a the dance, one of the few in Jr. High that I actually danced. My father was waiting for me in the loop, John and I were saying our good-nights when he planted a kiss on me and it completely freaked me out, there was much more than just lip action. To be honest I really didn't know what the heck was going on. I don't think I kissed another boy again till I was a Sophomore in high school. No, It wasn't John.